PureLupineLiterature

A silver haired woman sat atop the roof of a log cabin watching the golden sunset slowly fade to night, her mind was busy as it usually was but this time was different, her mind was jumping with possibilities, earlier that day her barn owl, Rubus, had brought her a letter inviting her to join in a tournament that would take place a crossed the sea on an island only known to some as Battle Isle because of the wars that had taken place there, the land it's self had been rumored to still be haunted by those killed there. "Oi! Lupine! Blue wants to see you, so hurry up and get down here would you?" Thi, one of the newest residence of their lit

A silver haired woman sat atop the roof of a log cabin watching the golden sunset slowly fade to night, her mind was busy as it usually was but this time was different, her mind was jumping with possibilities, earlier that day her barn owl, Rubus, had brought her a letter inviting her to join in a tournament that would take place a crossed the sea on an island only known to some as Battle Isle because of the wars that had taken place there, the land it's self had been rumored to still be haunted by those killed there. "Oi! Lupine! Blue wants to see you, so hurry up and get down here would you?" Thi, one of the newest residence of their lit

Miss Lunaka, I do hope this letter finds you well. However  this is far more than a normal letter so I will just get to the point, I would like to extend a warm invitation to Battle Isle for a tournament housing and provisions will be provided, I understand the rumors you might of heard about the Isle  but I also have an offer you might not want to refuse. If you agree to join this tournament I promise you will find the one thing you're looking for. If you refuse to join this tournament you're only reprimand will be not knowing what I could of given you back. Our ship will be at the docks the first day of spring and will set sail by high

In the beginning there were eleven, all no bigger than half grains of sand. Eleven very small yet very important D.N.A cells that represented the life's work of a man full of power and greed. All was perfect, all he needed was one vital creature and he could continue to allow his precious creations to grow into embryos, and from the latest report the animal was on its way. The other two thirds had been easy to obtain, the human brought in by the promise of payment and the vampire in the promise of the human. All that was left was the wolf. The wolf had taken the longest seeing as there were so few left in the land of Gale. It had taken three

                                                       Whopper                                                     At a wedding They say a wedding is the happiest day of a couple's life, all the pretty frilly Outfits and foods you can hardly pronounce; ya know the ones. Ah yes, it's hard to imaging a happier time then when you finally stride down that isle and say "I do". Unless you take my second cousin's-brother's-father's-uncle's-grandfather, twice removed I might mention, Friend's wedding. Man that was a real kicker of a show! It all started when the bride showed up, she was wearing a tuxedo! Oh wait, that was her mother, woops…

                                    Excerpt from Chapter one- Creation "Long has the battle between our fellow gods gone on. Hardly any now can remember when it first began. I have brought you, my brothers and sisters, together today in an attempt to harness this ghastly 'war' as it has been called" Orthorus roared in his thunderous voice as he addressed the council of the Gods. The Gods of the Pure, like Orthorus himself was, listened intently to their leaders words and disregarded the sneers from the Tainted's side of the table of pure energy.   "Orthorus you are a simple minded old fool to believe that you can end this war with words a

                                             Horror Short Story                                               Number games                                     By, Jessica Marie Newell O'Brien Skipping through the meadow of lilacs Sophie, a small girl with a bright smiled and even brighter baby blue eyes, hummed merrily to herself, at her side a worn teddy hung swaying back and forth with the little girls movements. Sophie smiled brightly to her self as she neared a small town; a sign read 'Welcome to Tinley Town, Population 50' it was a, very, small and quiet town. As young Sophie walked through the streets everyone she looked at would